Warcloud

Vicious Killer Beez

Warcloud


(feat. North Star & Suga Bang Bang) 

[Intro: Warcloud] 
North Stars, North Star, North Star, Cha-Cha-Cha-Cha-Cha 
Warcloud 

[Warcloud:] 
Flame tanks, stealth tanks, mammoth tanks, and hover tanks 
Cargo planes and gun boats, I smother banks 
Helicopter landing, step off and shoot standard 
And blow you into fly with a particle beam cannon 
Skiing off a snow slope on fire 
And it's still snowing, The Big Wolf on Campus 
Shots run rampid, their bodies are now my canvas 
Hot chain-gun your soldiers fell in the sandpits 
At my weapons factory I am the new prototype 
If you're like me you're at the repair facility 
Warcloud, day at the power plant, the warhawk 
To ladies Mr Chair-hands blow a hole through your store lock 
Bank heist in Kathmandu, it was a slaughter 
The day Buddha was born it rained tea instead of water 
Old toys in the "Old Toy Room" cock revolvers 
I camoflauge in rocks with guns and crystal armor 
An old man and his wife wrecked their car in the mountains 
and wandered up 3 miles then to their surprise 
they found a ghost army hazy in their cataracts 
And at the tip-top Warcloud threw his battle-axe 

[Chorus x3: unknown reggae artist] 
This killa bee, gun shot it by the rain 
This killa bee, yes, you know a blood stain 

[Christbearer:] 
Christbearer be ya vital information 
Grab the microphone and make somethin' outta Nathan (what?) 
With no jilation, my justation, germination 
An Emancipation Proclamation in a rhythm vindication 
M.C., free-mason degree with the gavel, mystery unravelled (God in the flesh) 
God in the being, y'all niggaz still cant see Jeanie/Genie 
with a flow so dreamy, it's the phenomeonally, phenomenal, phenomenon 
Young Genghis Khan is designed to be on, tip-toe onto the set 
with my gods in the flex for Tyrannasaurus-Rex 
I gets hotter than the hair on the gazelle 
That, that threw the death deal with my style unveiled 
It aint hard to tell, Christbearer done cracked the scale 
with Coolie Mack and L (North side) 
I never let the truth and the false of the jail 
All hail bearer, of the thunder Christbearer 

[Chorus x3] 

[Meko the Pharaoh] 
Fuck it, let's tear the world up 
since everybody motionless and don't give a fuck 
Movin' like an SUV truck, Rollin on the right side high 
Y'all niggaz can't fuck with this Long Beach mind 
Tear down your city make everybody cry 
And it's a shame how the world been tricked 
I move across the nation with my global black fist 
Coz niggaz out here is like terrorists 
we'll blow your whole Ave. up with one stick (Wu!) 
And I ain't talkin' 'bout sherm 
I'm talkin' 'bout shit to blow your whole damn firm 
Actin' like you concerned, about me? (What?) 
You get dropped G, movin with your paparazzi (nigga) 
You takin' chances like you playin yahtzee 
You could never fuck with me, North Star (Yeah) 

[Mikey Jarrett:] 
Run outta luck, you know them run outta luck, ooh 
Run outta luck, you know them run outta luck, ooh 
Run outta luck, you know them run outta luck 
Say when them check it out the killa bee dem buck off 
Say when them check it out the killa bee dem buck off 
Killa Bee and North Star, we done heard them step up 
So listen and your lyrics when the God gonna spit 
Say two shots are now suck up ina ya hip 
So listen and your lyrics when the God gonna spit 
Say two shots are now stuck up ina ya hip 
So listen and your lyrics will pick up on the spliff 
We no business if you a Blood and nah care if you a Crip 
Say when we come through, you know strictly street sweep 
Say when we come through on the crib, we a creep 
Boy, you better go and go back down beneath 

[Outro: Mikey Jarrett] 
Yo, yo, yo, yo 
Word up, man, Killa Bee, North Star 
It's how we do it, blaw! blaw! 
One, niggas